A/N: Quick warning: There is a character POV change from Cas to Dean (Just so no one gets confused.)

There were many ways to describe how Castiel felt, as he lay wide awake curled in a tight ball under his duvet, hugging one of his pillows for comfort. Throughout the night replayed his conversation with Dean and mourned the loss of his Mother. He rarely if never spoke to others about his Mother, she was sacred to him and her memories were for him only and no one else. But nonetheless he shared those intimate thoughts with Dean. He had questioned to why he trusted someone so much that he never knew what exactly he would tell him next. Castiel sighed hugging the pillow tighter he registered his alarm clock but something inside him wanted to stay hidden in the warm isolation of his duvet. It was not until after several attempts of shouting up to him that Gabriel finally walked into his room. "Cas, if you don't get up you're going to be late." When he did not reply, Gabriel sat on the bed pulling the duvet back. "What's wrong?" Castiel did his best to hide his face in the comfort pillow his eyes burning with tears. "I just want to be alone today." A muffled sob escaped. "Has something happened at school?" Castiel shook his head, his face buried deeper into the pillow. "I just want to be alone." Gabriel sat in a stunned silence before realising what had happened to result in his Brother's need to isolation. "This has something to do with Mom, doesn't it?" he gently stroked Castiel's hair a gesture he had learnt soothed Castiel but for once it did not seem to work. "I figured something happened yesterday but… if you need time I'll call the school and tell them you're not feeling well." Castiel did not answer but it was all Gabriel needed while his watched his Little Brother pull the duvet back over his head.

There were times he knew he had to get up yet the effort alone was to much for him, he stayed more or less in the same foetal position sometimes changing sides and occasionally dropping into a light sleep. He heard the door open as Gabriel returned back from work and called up to him, when like in the morning did not answer he came to his room and sighed. "You know I haven't seen you like this since Mom died," again he sat on the bed pulling back the duvet, while Castiel pretended to sleep. "I would really appreciate if you told me what happened."

Slowly he opened his eyes and turned his head looking into Gabriel's hazel eyes. "I cannot remember Mother." His Older Brother's eyes widened as Castiel's bright blue eyes filled with tears, "I told Dean about Mother but I have just realised I remember nothing of her. I cannot remember her scent, the sound of her laugh or the feeling when she hugged me." His grip tightened on the pillow that now felt cold against his body. "There were times I had wanted to visit her grave to be close to her but Father refused to allow it, he said he did not want demons near her."

As per usual Gabriel's eyes darkened dangerously at the mention of their Father, pure white rage flared at how he had treated his Little Brother. "But… Father always did underestimate my climbing ability." Without realising Castiel lightened the mood as he mused at the thought. "I would sneak away and sit by her grave in the hopes she would comfort me." A small sad smile formed on his lips as he turned his back to Gabriel. "Could you leave me alone for a bit?"

Dean pushed back the slight nerves as he walked towards Castiel's house, after not seeing him at school all day he had hoped to see how he was at Detention until he was told Cas had called in sick. He had known Cas for a pretty period of time but even though he scrawny and… delicate? Cas did not seem like the kind of person to ever be sick or ill. With music blaring in one earpiece he completed the distance and knocked on the door.

It seemed like time slowed as the door finally opened and Gabriel stood in the doorway. "Dean? What are you doing here?" sometimes he could hardly believe Cas and Gabriel were even related since their personalities were so different as well as their appearance. "Just wanted to see how Cas was." He saw the hazel eyes flickered upwards to the upper level. "He's having an off day, I'm not sure how he'll feel with visitors." Dean suddenly remembered something as he pulled out some paperwork from his bag. "Would it be okay if I go speak to him quickly?" Gabriel's voice flashed an emotion he could not name before nodding slowly. "Maybe speaking to a friend will help him out. Upstairs on the left I think he's still awake."

He heard a knock on the door and groaned a little. "Gabriel, please go away I really do not want to talk about it." He heard a chuckle. "Not your bro just a friend." Castiel's eyes snapped open and he sat up for the first time in hours. He watched as Dean looked around his room in interest before grinning at the chaotic mess, which Gabriel had already dubbed as 'Organised Chaos." Because no matter what Castiel was looking for he always knew where it would be in the mess. "Nice place I always thought you were more of a neat freak." His lips perked a little as Dean sat on the corner of his bed. "Got a surprise for you." He dumped several booklets on his lap grinning. "Chuck hoarded all your homework and something else." He took out what look like an assignment booklet for all his Science lessons. "We're going to be spending a lot of time together since we've been paired up for Biology, Chemistry and Physics projects. Sorry Cas but you're stuck with me for a bit longer." He picked up one of the booklets with interest only to find Dean's eyes transfixed on his arms.

One thing everyone noticed about Castiel was that he never wore short sleeved t-shirts and even in the hottest days of summer, he would wear either long sleeved shirts or jackets anything to shield his arms from the prying eyes of people. His glanced briefly seeing faded lines and crosses of self-abuse, which were memories of his time after Gabriel had left, self conscious of the green eyes on his arms Cas grabbed a hoodie pulling it on as a shield. "Pretty intense." Was all Dean said his voice quiet as he reached out and pulled one of Castiel's arms towards him and pushed back the sleeve. Castiel flinched as Dean traced the reminders his fingers running over the raised skin. "These are old." He examined both arms before he was satisfied. "A time of difficulty for me as well as a reminder of the past." Confusion lit Dean's eyes at Castiel's vague comment as he turned his full attention to the booklets diverting any possibility of continuing the conversation. "When are the projects due in?" he flickered through each quickly skimming the assignment criteria. "Months but presentations need to be done to show different forms of research or something. Honestly I wasn't really listening and oh yeah our Detention has been extended another week because we ditched lessons after you walked out. Seems we're definitely stuck with each other longer than we thought."

A/N: Took me ages to write this one! Had the ideas but had no idea how to write them down, but got there eventually.
I really have to strongly considering becoming a daytime writer rather than nocturnal I started around 2am and didn't finish it until 4am... Thank God I don't have College or Work.

Moving right on heh, thank you for the reviews again and enjoy.
I am determined to make this Fanfic be my first ever completed one but got a feeling it's gonna be a while until I get there. Haha!